Obsession's Prey

2007

I woke up to the bright sun in my face, I blinked my eyes open and looked over at Kent who was staring at me. His eyes low and seductive. From head to toe, my body ached in bruises and scratches.

I looked down at my wrist, he had took off the handcuffs.

"You can take a shower." he said.

"I don't have any clothes." I whispered, not making eye contact with him I could barely move my jaw from the pain.

"I brought them when you fell asleep last night, I put them in the closet." He reached out to move a piece of my hair away, but I flinched.

I nodded silently. As I sat up silently i groaned in pain. Ignoring the ache in my muscles, I made my way to the closet, grateful for the opportunity to escape Kent's piercing gaze even for just a moment. Even though I was in the closet I could still feel his cold gaze on me, I wanted to rip my skin off my body.

I grabbed a pink long sleeve shirt with black shorts along with underwear and a bra. I then walked out, his gaze followed me to the bathroom.

I closed the door, put my clothes down then hopped into the shower.

As I hopped out of the shower, my body felt much better. I looked over at the doorway, "shit." I mumble as I quickly grabbed the nearest towel to wrap myself in.

I glared at Kent as he stood in the doorway, his eyes lingering on my exposed skin with a hunger that made my skin crawl.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice laced with a mixture of defiance and fear.

Kent's lips curved into a smug grin, his gaze never wavering as he leaned casually against the doorframe. "Just making sure you're alright." he replied casually, though there was a predatory glint in his eyes that sent a shiver down my spine.

I wrapped the towel tighter around myself, desperately trying to shield my vulnerable body from his prying eyes. "I'm fine," I snapped, my voice tinged with frustration. "Now leave me alone."

Kent's grin widened, his gaze trailing over me with unabashed lust. "Feisty, I like it," he purred, taking a step closer. "but you know what I do to bad girls like you, mavis."

I stood there, frozen. I wanted to kill this bitch, I hoped that he was die in the most horrible way possible.

"Now get changed." he ordered, his voice cold.

My heart pounded in my chest as I stared back at Kent, his words sending a chill down my spine. The urge to lash out, to fight back against his control, surged within me, but I knew that I was powerless against him in my current state.

With a shaky breath, I clenched my fists at my sides, my mind racing with fear and anger.

"No, go away." I groaned, taking a step forward and pushed him away. He clenched his jaw and pushed me back "don't push me bitch." he growled. I stumbled onto the cold, damp, marble floor. As I hit the floor, pain shot through my already battered body, but I refused to let it break me.

I stood back up punching him in his face making his head turn to the side. He groaned in pain, and his lip started to bleed. He touched his lip and played with the blood between his fingers, a twisted smile spreading across his face. "So, you want to play rough?" he sneered. Before I could react, his fist lashed out, striking me across the cheek making me stumble back.

I looked down as blood trickled down from my mouth and lips to my feet.

With trembling hands, I wiped the blood from my lips, my gaze locking with his.